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Why not? Caleb asked, leaning in between the seats from the backseat. The light does not last. I'm on my own time here, detective, Trooper Kennedy said. I could feel the leather seat cupping my body, Nathaniel pressed against my legs, his hands tracing higher, Caleb at my shoulder

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